'She probably has a pussy that tasted like limes, ' she thought and giggled lewdly. And as she gazed at the woman, the woman ran her long nails along ...he thigh of a six-foot transvestite squeezed into mesh stockings and shoes with spaghetti straps. Ginger's jaw fell open in shock.Bruno and Ginger slowly took in the rest of their surroundings. Standing in the secluded corner, a couple of Sapphites swapped tongues. Small perversions ignored by most patrons, but not Bruno and Ginger."Will you bail. Then he said ‘Okay, you aren’t stopping us, so we’ll just keep going until you do’ and he put a hand between her legs, inside her panties and let go of the hem of the skirt. Okay, I couldn’t see what his hand was doing, but it was obvious from the look on Sarah’s face that she could feel what he was doing, and she told me later. Then I could see other hands pull Sarah’s skirt up at the back and there were hands, not only all over her tits, but all over her legs, thighs, bum and everywhere,. "Nice day for a swim" I said, she coughed and spluttered "why didn't you leave me to drown?" If I had let you drown the police would probably charge me with allowing you to die, I don't think that would be fair, do you?" She looked pathetic; her hair was straggled over her face and snot running out of her nose. I reached into the boat and grabbed a hand towel, "here, wipe your nose you look awful."She cleaned up her face; she was starting to shiver so I suggested she come aboard 'Ratty' and dry. Ithad to be this one. If it wasn't it meant backtracking and almostcertain exposure if Lady Harriet were still on the prowl. He prayed toGod he had it right then he turned the handle and pushed inside.It was a bedroom; a woman's bedroom. He had it right, he was sure ofit! But as he gaped round at the furnishings his heart fell further -not because it wasn't Lady Ann's room - it was - but because herecognised nothing. He was meant to be Lady Ann and he had no memoriesof this place. It only.